Youth, ah, their lips are not soft, they have sharp fangs. I'm afraid that even the slightest touch would draw crimson blood from within. 。,The young man was so aware, he looked straight at the source of that fiery aura. 。。He also put me in his arms, his big tail drooping down on my body. 。Ning Shu discovered that Xiao Hui was indeed avoiding her. 。Moreover, it radiated a palpable aura of suppressed power. It seemed on the verge of erupting, every twitch and rustle setting it off like a powder keg. 。I've also thought about it, trying to probe and touch Xiao Hui tentatively. 。,I have some regrets. 。 。Many times, Ning Shu felt that Xiaohui understood her very well. 。I sometimes wonder if Xiaohui isn't really understanding what I'm saying. 。Seeing the young man wake up, I didn't mean to move away. 。Ning Shu fell silent, swallowing hard before asking, "... Xiao Hui, aren't we forgiven"。